Xin Zhuo is not as talented as few people imagine, but he has indeed accumulated in the Yang Reality Realm for a long time, and he has stayed in this magical place for a long time, eating too many spiritual objects, these spiritual objects may not be anything for a group of heavenly and human five aging monsters, but for him, they are simply rare strange things, even more majestic than all the resources of the Xuantian Sword Sect combined, and the true qi in the body is frantically absorbed, blocked together, and it is not vomiting or unhappy!

God is pitiful, he eats more than the four old guys have eaten all these years combined.

And the small realm between the two great realms, frankly speaking, there is no bottleneck, it just requires a large amount of sacrificial spirits and accumulation, and his meridians can withstand it, which is his unique talent!

However, after the breakthrough, the dark sea in the Yuanchen Palace turned wildly again, making him almost frozen in ice, so he had to use the extreme yang qi of the True Yang Tower to suppress it desperately.

Breaking through the realm, every time it is so painful, I really don't know when I will be able to accept this thing.

A few hours later, the ice of the secluded sea calmed down, and he dispersed the method of protecting the body [Heaven and Earth True Martial Dao True Sutra] and looked at the well.

[Well owner: Xin Zhuo. 】

[Moonlight: 100/100]

[Realm: Lingtai Quadruple Heaven, (3,000 years of special sacrifice spirits can enter the Lingtai Quadruple Heaven...... ）

Note: A single martial artist sacrifices to the very small, and can forcibly seize supernatural powers and martial arts! 】

Lingtai Quadruple Heaven!

Xin Zhuo's feet were light, the person had reached the roof in the air, closed his eyes slightly, and the thought of the Lingtai turned into an old well, sweeping in all directions, even if it was a group of Yangshi Triple Seas in front of him, he could kill with one blow,

This idea fantasy is indeed the most outstanding means of the martial artist, what is his means? Mochizuki Well, who couldn't control himself at all, transformed out, and compared to other Lingtai Realm masters, it was unspeakably mediocre.

Stretching out his right hand again, with a slight flick, the heavenly black sword came out of its sheath by itself, and with a slight wave, the sharp sword flashed away, straight into the ground ten zhang!

After a while, he fell back to the ground and opened the door.

In the courtyard, the demon girl Yukihime was in a dry daze.

In the distance, the four men had already left.

"How long did I use it?" Xin Zhuo asked tentatively.

"Six years!"

Xue Ji finally came back to her senses and pointed to the young bamboo planted by Xin Zhuo on the side, which had grown six pieces.

"Six Years ......"

With the addition of the previous three years, it has been nine years.

This cultivation of martial arts, time is really worthless, he suddenly understood why Jiang Yong was in the tower for decades, hundreds of years, and he didn't feel bored, it turned out that this kind of cultivation method couldn't feel the passage of time at all.

Nine years was longer than all the things he had experienced before combined.

"Are you lamenting time?" Xue Ji sat cross-legged on the stone bench next to her, with a little puzzle and doubt on her charming face.

Xin Zhuo walked over, sat on the other side, picked up the spirit fruit on the table and took a bite, and put it down with no interest, he had eaten a few "mountains" over the years, he was tired of it, and looked at the still dim sky: "Yes, nine years is enough for a ten-year-old child to grow into adulthood!"

Ji Yu's kid should be sixteen or seventeen years old!

"There is no sun and moon in practice, and the Holy King was a monk in a retreat back then!" Xue Ji's expression was still cold, "It's only been nine years, you have entered the Lingtai Four Heavens from the Yang Realm, I'm afraid that if you say it, you will scare people to death, even if you are the Holy Son of Tianjiao, there was not such a short time as you back then!" ”

Xin Zhuo smiled and didn't speak, he didn't have any concept about it, but then again, it was indeed much shorter than the thirty years that the master said!

Xue Ji pondered for a moment, looked at him, and said seriously: "Tell me the truth, your surname is Jiang?" Zhao? Leaf? Win? Imperial concubine? ”

Xin Zhuo replied seriously: "My surname is Xin, hard Xin!"

Yukihime fell into deep thought.

Xin Zhuo suddenly asked, "How long will it take for that extreme tide to come?"

Xue Ji looked at him, thought for a while, and said: "Now that nine years have passed, I am afraid that it will come within a year, the wind at the bottom of the abyss, these days are a little colder!"

"One year, ten years......"

I heard that in ten years, the old monsters will appear.

……

year.

"Shoot!"

"Arch pawn!"

The small courtyard was re-cleaned and looked much cleaner and tidy, and Xin Zhuo and the Wanfa Dao people played chess carved with stones, using Xin Zhuo's "jargon".

On the side, Gou Prophet and Zhu Wuxian watched the chess silently.

These old guys are monstrous, they have lived long enough, and they are definitely terrifying existences for strangers, even when Xin Zhuo first came, he was taken aback and carefully avoided.

It's just that because of all kinds of things, their attitude towards Xin Zhuo is quite gentle, and since they witnessed Xin Zhuo's breakthrough, their attitude has become even kinder.

After a long period of contact, Xin Zhuo found that these people are abnormal martial artists, that is to say, although they have a deep realm, they are by no means ordinary people who are obsessed with martial arts, they have a strange temper, both good and evil, and like to play with flowers, but they do not behave, do not take the initiative to provoke, and have no intention of harming others!

They don't have much thought about whether they can get out or not.

But Xin Zhuo felt that it was very beneficial to contact them, because although these people had no cultivation experience, and they had lived for many years to cross the river in a pure confusion, but their inadvertent words benefited a lot for a junior like him.

"General!"

At this time, Xin Zhuo reloaded a horse and died.

Wanfa Daoist held a cannon in his hand, and was stunned for a long time, but there was no way to live, and then he said angrily: "How can this be true!" You kid has 800 hearts and eyes, playing chess, how do you play tricks for others? ”

On the side, Prophet Gou sneered: "The stinky chess basket has to be recognized, you still play your magic and martial arts, and the poison, let the old man come and fight with this kid!"

"You stink!"

Wanfa Daoist's long hair was flying, pushing the chess pieces, looking like he was powerful, and looked at Xin Zhuo: "Boy, you have to open a meridian for us when you have time, and the old man has gained something recently!"

Xin Zhuo was surprised: "There is no problem at all, but what experience do the seniors have?" Why don't you have a discussion? ”

Quietly summoned the Mochizuki Well and looked into the well.

[Sacrifice Spirit: Ten Thousand Laws Dao People, Debt 49, Life Expectancy 896, Remaining Life 50, The First Decline of the Five Declines of Realm Heaven and Man......

Law: Ten Thousand Dragons Emperor is decided.

Skill: Boom Thunder Magic ......]

The sacrifice spirit of the Five Decay Realms of Heaven and Man can successfully sacrifice the spirit, which makes Xin Zhuo very excited, and he has been learning from the Ten Thousand Dharma Dao people these days.

Wanfa Daoist shook his head and smiled: "Don't say, don't say!" Walking the true spring, the wanderer is distorted, how sure are you of this main meridian? ”

"Ten points!" Xin Zhuo replied decisively.

"Good!"

Wanfa Dao people have long hair and no wind automatically, and they wave their big hands, "It's better to hit the day than to choose a day, and come!" ”

Xin Zhuo immediately got up and opened his pulse with a silver needle, and after a while, Wanfa Dao's face was full of sourness, and his body jumped and went straight into the distance.

Without waiting for Xin Zhuo to check the reality of the sacrifice spirit in the Moon Gaze Well, Prophet Gou finally found an opportunity, sat cross-legged, and waved his hand: "Come on, come on, you and I will fight a game!"

This guy actually has a chess addiction, and Zhu Wuxian on the side is even more addicted to chess, and even when playing chess with him, he can barely allow you to eat a few pieces of his "child meat".

"Get out, there's something to play!"

A flash of red clothes in the back room came to the front, and he was furious, raised his hand and overturned the chessboard, and the chess pieces rolled to the ground.

It was the demon girl Xue Ji, a charming face full of evil, her slender figure was no longer slender, and her little belly was slightly bulging.

Prophet Gou glanced at his stomach, waved his sleeves and walked away: "Women's family! Bad luck! ”

Zhu Wuxian also shook a pair of pig ears, took the opportunity to pick up a piece of pork on the side, and prepared to go back to bury it, erect a monument, and cry, which is what he has always been interested in.

In the small courtyard, only Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji were left, the latter with his hands on his hips, and his face was even more vicious, cold as frost.

Xin Zhuo stared directly at Xue Ji's little belly, his face was pale, and even with some panic: "Child, child?"

Not yesterday yet!

Is this demon girl different from a normal woman?

Xue Ji sneered: "You and I have lived together on and off for seven years, and this year is even more like a husband and wife, how can you not be pregnant?"

Xin Zhuo still shook his head: "I don't believe it!"

Xue Ji was deflated, patted her stomach, dropped a piece of cloth made of spirit fruit skin, her lower abdomen was as flat as ever, and said coldly: "I don't believe it either, useless boy!"

Xin Zhuo: "?"

I can't tell if it's loss or relief, living with this spicy demon girl who has been going to kill him, and it's quite energetic, he suddenly doubted his scumbag potential, got up and went back to the house to sit down, and summoned Mochizuki Well again.

The sacrificial spirits of the Ten Thousand Dharma Daoists in the well have "matured"!

[Debt 52]

The whole heart was almost filled with excitement, and he had always fantasized about directly worshipping the spirit of a very high realm, but at this time, he had become!

Trembling and reaching out and grabbing!

[Moonlight: 20/100]

80 points were consumed directly.

[Boom Thunder Magic! 】

That's the only ability!

Sure enough, in response to Mochizuki's "single sacrifice spirit into detail", and it was so subtle that he could only grab the other party's martial arts powers!

This is both reasonable and unexpected.

He tried to study this thunder method, and after a long time, he was finally not too disappointed, this is the real "Fa Wu Tong Xuan" thunder method, which is much stronger than his own Qiankun slash, and it is definitely not owned by ten thousand law Dao people, I don't know where he got it.

"Hum—"

At this moment, under the cliff outside the house, there was a sudden gust of unparalleled cold wind, and there was a peculiar "roar" in the cold wind, and the damp mist in all directions rotated and rolled on the side, and the wisps were like yarn, cutting through the stones, and the stones were broken, and the bamboos were broken.

The thousands of floating islands in the entire space have strangely changed their positions, including the island under Xin Zhuo.

The door was pushed open, and Xue Ji broke in, her face changed slightly: "I was going to tell you just now, the extreme tide is coming, those people are different from us, a group of weirdos with indistinguishable minds, they have no intention of going out at all, how can we waste time in vain like them?"

This polar tide is only three hours long, and you still need to be prepared, and if you miss the time, you will have to wait for ten years! ”

Xin Zhuo stood up abruptly and asked, "Is there a specific way?"

Xue Ji waved her sleeves and lowered a scroll of paintings strung together by the large leaves of the spirit grass, which was full of strange figures: "The Holy King has been here at the beginning, and the extreme tide contains countless traces of martial arts phantoms and the Great Emperor and Netherworld Ancestor, and it will change into a change attack according to the cultivation of the martial artist himself!"

"Let's go!"

Xin Zhuo greeted, and the two jumped into the air.

(End of chapter)